So today I am going to buy a NEW, yes, NEW Canon lens.

I push my parking brake  and it goes to the floor; nothing.

So I ride into the mechanic and BAM I need a master cylinder; same cost as my lens   aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  !

who did I piss off !
Is it because I told the last model she did'nt need underwear ?
Which Texan is angry because I called them backward ?
I made somebody mad in Kansas ?


geez !

Do I really need brakes ?

it's because you haven't gotten this mad chick in kansas her CD of the shoot we never did.

Ahh . . . but what if you had bought that expensive lens, then broke it in a car accident due to your motor malfunctioning?

It was me, I used to live in TX and that made me really mad so I made up a little voodoo doll, voodoo lens, and voodoo brake system. The lens was an accident, I droped it while I was trying to make you focus incorrectly. The brakes didn't seem to work either, you were supposed to smash into a telephone pole. I guess I need more voodoo lessons :-)

I hope this isn't your worst day ever. If it was you are in for some big let downs in the future. Maybe I'll do my voodoo on someone else.

RB